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December 13, 1946.
THE SALEMITE
Page Five.
“Shotput” is pictured here describing her theory concerning the murder that occurred in the play
“Nine Girls” presented hy the Pierrette Players in Old Chapel Wednesday and Thursday nights. The girls
above are, left to right, Marion Gaither, Peggy Sue Taylor, Boots Lambeth, Ann Carothers, and Jane
Pointer.
Anderson Revisited
CAT GEEGOKY
As I look at Anderson objectively
now, with my perception sharpened
by absence and a new point of view,
I SCO it as the rather small county
seat of a farming section in upper
South Carolina. I can see the in
dustries that made it an economical
ly well-balanced town. I can see
the historical past that gives the
present a comfortable solidity. I can
also see the intricate social net
work that makes it a paradox of
castebound democracy. It is, then,
u tyj)i(ral small town.
There is, however, another Ander
son, tlie Anderson of my childhood.
It was a sort of one-dimensional
W'orld suspended in time. This An
derson has become my never-never
land, for it ceased to bo when I
grew up.
My grandmother was the center of
this worlil. She lived with the ease
of a person whose life is already
over. She had silvery wiiite hair,
and .she .was very beautiful. The calm
surface of her life was never ruffled
by my brash behavior. Rather, it
engulfed me and I became tranquil
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too, moving in a half-world of sub
dued emotions.
Her big old house was quietly fall
ing into disrepair. The children had
all grown up and gone away, tak
ing with them all their personal be
longings. Piece by piece they were
taking away the furniture too. The
piano, a teister bed, and several
l)ooks, tables and chairs were our
part of the pillage. The emptied
house echoed voices and footsteps,
but the pieces that remained had
an air of permanancy. No one had
taken Kip van Winkle. He stood
on the newel i>ost of the stairway
and was as much a part of the Jiouse
as my grandfather. In fact, the two
were synonomous in my mind when
I was very small. And I always con
nected my grandmother with the
bust of Spring over the mantelpiece.
Spring was j>ortrayed as a draped
young lady with a sweet face.
All the people in my Anderson
were like my grandparents. They
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lived in beautiful old houses that
needed painting. They led a quiet,
orderly existence and lived almost
completely in the past. My grand-
motlier and her friends had a club.
It was called the Heart’s Delight
and met at irregular intervals, us
ually every month or so. The meet
ings were written up in the paper
with tlie names of the eight old
ladies who comprised it. There had
once been many other members, but
they had died. It seems strange that
people didn’t laugh at this organi
zation, but somehow it seemed al
most sacred. One of the members was
Old Miss Minnie Wilhite. She came
in her little electric car, chugging
along at twelve miles an hour. She
lived all alone and went only to the
Heart’s Delight and the Baptist
Church. Gracious Mrs. Sullivan came
from her colonial homo in a big
car. All her children were artistic,
and she lived the most refined life
imaginable. These and others like
them came to the meetings. It was
purely a social club and the only
activity it did was to send flowers to
a member’s funeral. When I think
of* it now, the Heart’s Delight seems
to have been the last breath of a
dying generation.
The First Christmas Story
And there were in the same country
Shephards abiding in the field.
Keeping watch over their flock by
night.
And, lo, the angel of the Lord came
upon them, \
And the glory of the Lord shone
round about them:
And they were sore afraid.
And tho angel said unto them.
Fear not; for, behold, I bring you ,
good tidings
Of great joy, which shall be to all
people.
For unto you is born this day
In the city of David a Savior, which
is Christ the Lord.
And this shall be a sign unto you;
Ve shall find the babe wrapped in
swaddling clothes.
Lying in a manger.
And suddenly there was with the
angel
A multitude of the Heavenly host
I)raising God, and saying,
Glory to God in the highest, and
on earth
Peace, good will toward men.
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